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Topic: The Great Penis Famine of 2007 (Read 11019 times)

This post is really just to vent. I have been feeling less than shexy for the last couple of months. A lot of personal and family health issues have kept me out of the social sphere and also away from the gym. I have also been in arm's reach of delicious treats since about Halloween. This has put on about 10 good (?) pounds around the middle. Some of it is coming off...some of it not. The result is that I have been reluctant to feed other hungers...social and carnal. As I have written to a few others on here, it has also caused a state of horniness that runs in the background like a fan put on for white noise. Even Fruit Of The Loom commercials are getting a rise out of me at times. Taking matters into my own hands only goes so far.

Girlfriend, twenty-eight days does not constitute a famine...that's more like a man drought. Anywho, when I happen to catch a glimpse of myself naked (shudder) in the mirror I realize pie won out over penis a long time ago. Just consider the extra lbs. more cushion for the pushin'...heck who cares...everyone says you have a great personality.

Well, thank you....but I should clarify: It is only in 2007 that I have been acknowledging the crisis, um...at hand. This had been going on for several months now. It's been since last summertime since I have had any meaningful glimpse of penis. It's kind of like an economic depression. It goes on for some time before it gets the offiicial recognition.

The result is that I have been reluctant to feed other hungers...social and carnal.

That having been said, perhaps when you push outside the reclusiveness, the drought will end. I agree, frustrations in this sphere are like background noise to me too - they intrude on much of what I think and do. RazorbillPS - If you half as handsome as your pic, I imagine you'll be someone's dream guy.

Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

Years? Try months. Two or three of them, to be exact. It went from scary to thrilling to dead boring with T3 speed. I just couldn't keep up all the ''Oh, look at me...I'm sooooo sexy....and I want YOU'' baloney that you have to play up to do that bit. I just couldn't play up the fantasy well on that level. If I really liked somebody, I ended up wanting to discuss environmental issues or domestic vs. foreign aide programs, etc. Not the most conducive topics for scoring a table dance. If they were out and out leeches, I had a hard time masking my disdain also. I just can't interact with people on that level well, so I quit. If I'm going to play a role, I would rather be in a play or TV show. If it is going to be a sexual role, I might as well do a porn or something. Looking back, I could probably do a better job at it now since I am able to see it more clearly as playing out a fantasy thing. At the time, it didn't gel in my head as such. I felt false pretending to play up to people that I really wanted to pour a drink on, and I felt guilty for takng money from people that I truly enjoyed just hanging around. It just didn't work for me that way.

Years? Try months. Two or three of them, to be exact. It went from scary to thrilling to dead boring with T3 speed. I just couldn't keep up all the ''Oh, look at me...I'm sooooo sexy....and I want YOU'' baloney that you have to play up to do that bit. I just couldn't play up the fantasy well on that level. If I really liked somebody, I ended up wanting to discuss environmental issues or domestic vs. foreign aide programs, etc. Not the most conducive topics for scoring a table dance. If they were out and out leeches, I had a hard time masking my disdain also. I just can't interact with people on that level well, so I quit. If I'm going to play a role, I would rather be in a play or TV show. If it is going to be a sexual role, I might as well do a porn or something. Looking back, I could probably do a better job at it now since I am able to see it more clearly as playing out a fantasy thing. At the time, it didn't gel in my head as such. I felt false pretending to play up to people that I really wanted to pour a drink on, and I felt guilty for takng money from people that I truly enjoyed just hanging around. It just didn't work for me that way.

While I was never stripper) but oh God, did I think about it... I'm still the only homo I know who ends up finding French people at a gay club in Virginia... and ends up having more fun talking with them about crises in Euro-American relations, Serge Gainsbourg, the Kyoto Protocols, and general issues facing Western civilization... in French... than I do with the club bunnies.

"During the great penis famine... all the penises withered on the vine and died."

Speak for yourself, mister. Mine is alive and kicking.

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Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

Is there a shortage that I am [shadow=red,left]U[/shadow]naware of? There [shadow=red,left]a[/shadow]re plenty of men with huge cocks around some take credit cards you know. Kiddin' Don't worry you will get l aid soon eno[shadow=red,left]u[/shadow]gh. Just keep looking [shadow=red,left]t[/shadow]ill you find.

Erm, is actively looking for sex on the Internet desperate and unattractive as well? I'm doomed, then.

I just realized yesterday that I'm a virgin (never had sex with a woman) who can't drive (I can't). I've been Alicia Silverstone all these years without knowing it!

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Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

You know what I really really miss? Kissing for hours with a great kisser. Sigh.

(Sorry for the mini-hijack.)

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Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

You know what I really really miss? Kissing for hours with a great kisser. Sigh.

(Sorry for the mini-hijack.)

Hell to the Yeah on that one! I would sacrifice the penis for some serious smooching on the couch with a boy who is positively dreamy! And for the record: don't ever worry about high jacking my threads. Let the conversation go where it needs to. If I want to steer it back, I'll gently say so. Otherwise, I'd rather people feel like they can let their minds travel a bit in my threads. You get some good stuff that way.

And budndallastx, I'll fly if you supply! LOL Talk about an AM Gathering!

Is there a shortage that I am Unaware of? There are plenty of men with huge cocks around some take credit cards you know. Kiddin' Don't worry you will get l aid soon enough. Just keep looking till you find.

I can't see what the hidden coded message was supposed to be in this post. Too hard to decipher, and I don't feel like pulling it apart and digging.

Wish people would stop chicken shitting about their posts and leave them alone.

This post is really just to vent. I have been feeling less than shexy for the last couple of months. A lot of personal and family health issues have kept me out of the social sphere and also away from the gym. I have also been in arm's reach of delicious treats since about Halloween. This has put on about 10 good (?) pounds around the middle. Some of it is coming off...some of it not. The result is that I have been reluctant to feed other hungers...social and carnal. As I have written to a few others on here, it has also caused a state of horniness that runs in the background like a fan put on for white noise. Even Fruit Of The Loom commercials are getting a rise out of me at times. Taking matters into my own hands only goes so far.

Phooey.

Curse (maybe?) of the internet, of the Forums. We have this person, this voice which participates, interacts with others, flirting freely (easy since most of us can't leave the house/apartment and meet up) being sexy/feeling sexy, hands on/hands off, choice of pics to fit the mood, not the face which we might find in the bathroom mirror, though. We can be direct with each other (and I don't mean the flaming wars here) and honest: things which we want and need in the 'real' world out there. Then there are the mixed signals, Tim. The horniness which a Sears ad. for underwear sales can blow ( ) with the imagined scenes. The lights turn back on and we are left with our actual selves. The ad. is flat on the page: it's an ad. not a scene and we aren't in it. Win

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Winthrop Smith has published three collections of poetry: Ghetto: From The First Five; The Weigh-In: Collected Poems; Skin Check: New York Poems. The last was published in December 2006. He has a work-in-progress underway titled Starting Positions.

This post is really just to vent. I have been feeling less than shexy for the last couple of months. A lot of personal and family health issues have kept me out of the social sphere and also away from the gym. I have also been in arm's reach of delicious treats since about Halloween. This has put on about 10 good (?) pounds around the middle. Some of it is coming off...some of it not. The result is that I have been reluctant to feed other hungers...social and carnal. As I have written to a few others on here, it has also caused a state of horniness that runs in the background like a fan put on for white noise. Even Fruit Of The Loom commercials are getting a rise out of me at times. Taking matters into my own hands only goes so far. Phooey.

Well, you KNOW I've told you of a time and location to end that famine. In fact, there will be penises in abundance... and nice ones, too, a real selection. You just have to take that step.